Mommy's Rose Garden by Spencer

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Sheryl Crow: Who Knew She Was a Comedian?

"Although my ideas are in the earliest stages of development, they are, in my mind, worth investigating...I propose a limitation be put on how many squares of toilet paper can be used in any one sitting."

Crow has suggested using "only one square per restroom visit, except, of course, on those pesky occasions where two to three could be required".



...oh, wait. I think she's serious!

via Drudge, who's link said Ms. Crow has a plan to wipe out global warming! HaHaHaHaHa!

So, the boys and I had lunch at the Pizza Hut today. Afterward I went to pay and the clerk, about 20 years old, asked for my ID. As she completed my transaction, she said, "Wow. 44." I thought it an odd statement, but she didn't look at me so I said nothing. Then she said, "We haven't had very many customers today."

I replied, "You mean, not many 44-year-old customers???"

"No," she said, "I mean you're ticket number 44."

"Oh," I laughed, "When you said '44' I thought you were commenting on my age!"

She laughed along with me and then said, "No, no, no. My mother is 37 and you don't look nearly as bad as her."



I kid you not.

Today (Wednesday) is the big day for helping Heather. Heather is one of those bloggers who consistently blesses others with her faith in Jesus and her sweet, gentle spirit. She has blogged about her sweet daughter's Mitochondrial Myopathy and all the struggles through little Emma Grace's heart transplant. Last week, Heather went to the doctor because she was so very dizzy. While searching for the cause of the dizziness, they discovered she has a brain tumor. It is large and she was told it is inoperable and most likely malignant. But...BUT...as Heather says, the tumor chose the wrong girl. Heather is a bold woman of faith and she is a warrior. She will be going to the Mayo Clinic in a few weeks for a second opinion and possible surgery. If you would like to help her sweet family, you can click here. Thank you!

Insects: by Spencer

Spencer just brought me a card he made. I cried. Of course.

Downtown Day in Pictures!

This is a beautiful clock in front of the Municipal Building.

From a rug at the Skirvin Plaza Hotel.

Colin at t he Skirvin Plaza, in need of nicer apparel.

Hallway, Skirvin Plaza.

Chandelier, Skirvin Plaza.

Another rug, 14th floor, Skirvin Plaza.

Underground metro tunnel.

Municipal Building.

Light fixture on the Municipal Building.

The Art Museum.

Spreading Some Easter Love

Oh, good heavens, I nearly forgot to tell you my Easter church story!

Our family, being the fully devoted and faithful clan we are, usually sits in the first available row at church, which is in this case the second row. Yesterday we were kicking off VBS and we had a display in the lobby, so I put our stuff and our children in "our" pew and went to the lobby to be sure we had a hostess out there. By the time I returned I found my mother had joined the boys and they had inexplicably moved themselves across the aisle leaving our stuff where I put it. They did not save room for us across the aisle, so we just sat with our stuff and lots of space around us. It was just like a Norman Rockwell painting, it was. James and I sitting there on Easter Sunday surrounded by the sort of flotsam that says, "We are saving these seats for very important people: please move along."

I like to flash my boys the American Sign Language sign for "I Love You" when I can't actually whisper it in their ears, so during the sermon I started trying to catch them looking over at me so I could flash them. They weren't really paying much attention to me, so I stared at them for a long time before Colin finally looked over. I gave him the old "I Love You" and he shyly gave it back to me. It was then that I realized he was sitting in the deaf section. The very (very) old man sitting behind him got my sign AND THOUGHT IT WAS FOR HIM! He nervously waved back at me, starting to give me the I Love You sign, but thinking better of it and just waving.

And just what was I to do then?

I just smiled and waved and made a decision to keep my eye on the preacher.

As For Me and My House, We Are Tired of the Cold.

I hope you all had a beautiful Easter, despite the cold weather. We had a good day. We had the traditional Easter Pizza for lunch since the ham was hiding in the refrigerator while we were at church. Never fear, the true Easter lunch appeared later in the day. Sugared ham, dilled red potatoes, deviled eggs, melon, shoepeg corn, rolls and coconut cake. What do you have for Easter dinner?

Colin told us his new classmate moved here from Tulsa. Spencer asked, "So, he used to live in Tulsa and now he moved to America?"

Last week Colin's class took TWO field trips. The first was to the Lincoln Exhibit at the National Memorial followed by a trip to the Asian Market as part of their study of Asia. The second trip (yes, that first one was one trip) was to see a play called Alice. Then we had no class on Thursday and Friday, so we had our own field trip with friends, led by me and entitled "Downtown Day." We played at the Myriad Gardens, rode the trolley to the Skirvin Plaza, toured the hotel and then walked underground to Leadership Square where we had lunch. Then we spent an hour at the Metro Library and visited the Art Museum lobby to see some Chihuly art. Except for the part about us FREEZING, it was a great day.

I haven't been around much 'cause I'm all filled up with work, Cub Scouts, field trips, Spring breaks, vacation planning, Easter, kittens, adopted students, cooking, homework, dining with astronauts, soccer, basketball, cultural edification, PTF, BSF, VBS and spring cleaning.

And, about the kittens...I've still got to go develop my film. I don't do digital yet. They are CUTE though. Almost three weeks old, their ears are starting to move to the tops of their heads and they have started playing with each other. They are both roly-poly fat with kinda longish grey fur and skinny little tales. In other words, they look like rats except for their cute little faces. This time next week it will be a kitten carnival.

Considering some upcoming deadlines, I may not be around the blogosphere much for a few weeks, but the boys are working on some art "for mommy's blog," so stay tuned!